Chapter 755 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 85

After hearing what Cen Zhou said about his purpose, Emperor Liang smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have nothing to do. I want to chat with you about everyday things. Sit down quickly. Hey? Why do you always have a cold face like this?

But that’s not possible.”

Cen Zhou frowned and said coldly: "The battle situation is urgent——"

"What do you think of this bird I raised?"

Cen Zhou was silent for a moment: "You are smart."

Emperor Liang laughed heartily.

He originally thought that he could hide the past, but the relationship between Cen Zhou and Su Qing'an broke Emperor Liang's original plan. It would be okay to pursue interests, but he was sincere...

If we don't say it now, who knows when it will be broad daylight in the future, and no one can bear the consequences. The secretive and obscure looks of some old ministers made Emperor Liang worried.

"I didn't like raising birds before, but I have a cousin who likes it very much."

Cen Zhou heard something: "Princess Xiaohe?"

"Yes, that's her." Emperor Liang leaned on the couch and squinted at the sunshine above his head, "She has always been closest to me, but I... let her down."

"Come on, don't sit around and drink."

Cen Zhou frowned more and more, not understanding the holy meaning.

The past is like smoke, but the gears of fate still mesh with each other.

Princess Xiaohe married the number one scholar in the dynasty back then. The number one scholar was handsome and talented, and he was her sweetheart.

Later, the struggle for imperial power was bloody, and the number one scholar was assisted by the prince, who was on the opposite side with Emperor Liang.

Emperor Liang was young and energetic, and he was also ruthless. He immediately found an opportunity to break off the prince's wing and kill the whole family of the number one scholar!

However, those crimes were indeed committed by the No. 1 Scholar and the Crown Prince. If they had not committed these crimes, Emperor Liang would not have been able to overthrow them.

Princess Xiaohe was ten months pregnant at that time. Because she was from the royal family, she was saved from death, but she could not accept that her husband was killed by her most respected brother.

She died for her husband and jumped from the high city wall!

As for the child who was conceived in ten months, it is said that he was born but died.

Things change and things change.

Too many things were buried in that year.

Emperor Liang spoke calmly: "The jade pendant you are wearing was a wedding gift I personally gave to Xiaohe back then."

"Bang--"

The wine cup in Cen Zhou's hand fell to the ground!

"Actually, I don't have to tell you. After all, I am half of your father-killing enemy?" After three years, Cen Zhou and Su Qing'an have not had the slightest entanglement. Emperor Liang originally thought that the bridge must return to the bridge.

"Your master also knows these things. I had a candlelight conversation with your master last night and decided to tell you."

"I was ashamed of your mother back then, so after you returned to Beijing, I tried my best to compensate you in other ways."

"etc--"

All this was so ridiculous and unprepared that Cen Zhou felt it was too ridiculous. He didn't believe it at first, but when Emperor Liang mentioned the master, there was no need for him to fabricate such a big lie.

Cen Zhou's mind was in a mess. He was thinking that Su Qing'an was still alive and dead in Youzhou, and at the same time he was shocked and confused by the news of his life experience. He slowly said hoarsely: "You guys knew this all along?"

"yes."

"It's so ridiculous..."

It was so ridiculous that Cen Zhou didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Then who am I?" Cen Zhou's heart ached and he couldn't believe it. "You have been hiding it from me for so many years, and now you are telling me, who am I?"

He thought he was an orphan, he thought he was abandoned by his parents. After he finally let go of the past and stopped searching for his life experience, he also found the person he wanted in his life.

The emperor, who numbered more than ten thousand people, told him that he had killed his father with his own hands back then!

Emperor Liang vaguely saw the figure of the former princess through Cen Zhou: "Don't blame your master. I have been looking for you these years. I finally heard news about you in the northwest, so I asked your master to adopt you. After all,

It's all my fault."

Cen Zhou stood up, the light and shadow in his eyes were chaotic, dividing his face into light and dark, and his tone was cold and tight: "Where is my master?"

"He is in General Dingbei's Mansion. You should go find him now. He also has a lot to say to you."

Cen Zhou closed his eyes. There were countless threads in his head. He couldn't figure it out or accept it, so he rushed out quickly.

Emperor Liang said behind him.

"From now on, I won't stop you from doing whatever you want. Whether you want to avenge your father or fight for Daliang, it's up to you."

"It's just..." Emperor Liang smiled half-heartedly, "You seem to be in a happy mood?"

Cen Zhou turned his back to him, paused in his steps, and his eyebrows were shockingly cold: "The emperor is threatening me?"

Emperor Liang didn't want this, but he had to make plans for Xiaojiu. Instead of discovering the truth in the future and causing the two to break up, it was better to tell him now: "There is no distinction between black and white in the world. You can make your own decision."

Cen Zhou rushed back to General Dingbei's Mansion and stood outside for a long time, never entering.

A long time ago, he asked his master about his life experience.

Master didn't know how to cover up the past, and smiled at him nonchalantly: "Isn't it good to be with Master? You just need to live a healthy and happy life!"

It turned out that the master had known about it for a long time, but he just didn't want him to know.

The sky was filled with stars, and a shooting star passed by and fell into the sky.

The autumn wind rustles, and it feels infinitely cold.

"Jin Yuan." The man looked at him complicatedly.

Cen Zhou said nothing.

"I haven't mentioned your biological parents for so many years. I don't want you to live with hatred. It is a good thing for you to stay away from the imperial power." He explained, "But too many things have happened now, which has deviated from your original life. You and Zhaoyi

You still have to know that the princess will get along day and night in the future."

"I..." Cen Zhou's eyes were desolate, his fingers tightened, and he word by word. It was difficult to say those two words, which were dry and unfamiliar. "Where are my parents' graves," he asked softly.

"Xijiao Mountain, Ganmei Temple, behind the two unnamed tombstones. They are buried together there. It is the last wish of Princess Xiaohe."

"I see."

"Don't hold it in your heart, blame me..."

"It was you who raised me, and your kindness in raising me is greater than that of heaven."

Who can he blame, who should he blame, and what on earth is he going to do?

Can't tell the difference.

Cen Zhou went to the western suburbs and offered incense to his deceased parents.

He sat there for a long time and thought about a lot, from the year when he could remember, to the years when he grew up among wolves, to his yearning to travel around the world when he practiced calligraphy and sword practice with his master.

Later, I was confused about looking for my parents alone, and then... I met Su Qing'an.

She is now alone in Youzhou, not knowing whether she will live or die.

Scenes of these past events replayed in Cen Zhou's eyes, playing back and forth in a loop, circling and arguing.

Master said a long time ago: "A swordsman cannot save the people of a city, but a general can."

In the desolate autumn, in the silent back forest, the plum blossoms are still buried in the branches, and the back of the black man is lonely. The wine jar in his hand falls to the ground, and the fingertips trace the cold tombstone. The temperature is so cold that it reaches the heart, cutting a bloody path.

The opening has been empty for so many years.

The cyan jade pendant shone with jade light in the middle of the night, reflecting the dark and narrow eyes.

final.

The black soil was picked apart by the long sword.
Chapter completed!